Contacting the insperable after a decade

It might sound funny that I contacted my cousing after so long... And coming from a cogenial enviroment like India it makes it even more diffcult especailly as during our growing she was so close to me.... And though contacting her was diffcult via normal phone or mail... To be a procrastinator but it is easier to contact her via the inhuman stuff of Internet than direct contact...

And when I was typing the message it brought back old memories.. of Budge-Budge, School and old days in Kolakatta.... a world that suddenly has been pushed to oblivion except in deep depts of minds...

We were certainly very close... and the faint memory I ahve is of constantly going to their palce and she being only few months older we playing and growing together... Till the magic of class seven...

Many things happened then... They moved up the ladder... went to posh Ballygunge... and though technically they came closer in heart she and other moved out.... Then during my first year in BSc she got amrreid and the distance increased even more...

Last memories I have of her is when I went to see her at Lucknow... A mother of a grwoing son and trying to play the role of woman behind the white picket fense... In in her eyes though I saw the old sister but she grown up and things we talked were more on how my life was etc... A short talk of half an hour etc...

And now I have added her with Orkut... A means to find if a person is where and if you want you can ping him.. with few words.... but plethora of memoires... Memories of old days which have gone to oblivion but constantly lives in some deep depts of brain.